"Mason Lawson... Mason..."

She was so pliant, doing exactly as he said.

Her repeated cries stirred all of Mason Lawson’s desire.

The man’s feverish body enveloped her tightly. Amidst the intimate sound of splashing water, waves of passion crashed over them, and the many questions that had been troubling Eve Vaughn were all cast aside.

Because Mason Lawson was more forceful than usual today, leaving her no room to think about anything else.

After they were spent, she lay limply in his arms, without even the strength to speak.

But Mason Lawson’s hand, still wrapped around her waist, did not let go.

The man’s breathing was a little heavy. His deep voice rumbled in her ear, "From now on, don’t you ever think about leaving me again. As for the Lawson Family, you don’t need to worry. I’ll handle everything."

Eve Vaughn’s thoughts slowly returned, along with some of her rationality.

She took one of his hands in hers and idly played with his well-defined fingers, as if she hadn’t heard him.

Mason Lawson grew a little angry. He pinched the small of her back and asked, "Did you hear me or not?"

"I heard you."

She shot him a glance and said sullenly, "But if you get married, what am I supposed to do? Be your mistress?"

Mason Lawson’s brow furrowed slightly. "Who said I’m getting married?"

Eve Vaughn retorted irritably, "You gave Regina Shaw roses, and you were smiling at her like that!"

The young woman’s accusation, in contrast to her previous forbearance, actually put Mason Lawson in a better mood.

He pulled her closer into his arms. "You only saw me smiling at her. Do you know what I said to her?"

"What did you say?" Eve Vaughn asked, her expression a mixture of adorable confusion and curiosity.

Mason Lawson said, word by word, "Then listen closely. I’ll answer you now. There is nothing going on between me and Regina Shaw, nor will there ever be. But we made an agreement to pretend to be together to placate our parents. That way, her parents and mine will stop trying to set us up with other people. We won’t interfere in each other’s private lives, and we can end the arrangement at any time. When that happens, all we have to do is say we weren’t a good match."

Eve Vaughn was stunned. She asked in disbelief, "This idea... was it yours?"

Mason Lawson’s lips curved. "How could I be the one to suggest such a childish idea?"

"Then... it was Regina?" After learning this, Eve Vaughn suddenly felt that Regina Shaw wasn’t so bad after all.

Mason Lawson nodded, his tone softening. "So, you should try to get along with your new roommate. Her personality is actually quite similar to yours; she’s very genuine. Besides, you’re living in the same dorm room now. It’s always better to have another friend than another enemy."

Eve Vaughn had to agree. She really should re-evaluate her opinion of Regina Shaw.

Perhaps before, both she and Aria had been biased, seeing her as just some rich heiress. That, combined with her arrogant demeanor, was why they didn’t like her.

Just then, she suddenly remembered something and asked, "Then does Regina Shaw know about my relationship with you?"

Mason Lawson asked in return, "Do you want her to know?"

Eve Vaughn hesitated for a moment before voicing her thoughts. "Even though she says she’s only pretending to be with you, what if she develops feelings for you over time and actually falls for you?"

Seeing her serious expression, Mason Lawson couldn’t help but chuckle. "Am I that likable?"

Eve Vaughn retorted, "As if you don’t know."

Her eyes shone with infatuation and deep affection. Her once-clear gaze now held a trace of allure.

It felt as if something had inexplicably tickled Mason Lawson’s heart.

His mind began to wander as his hands started to restlessly caress her smooth skin again, but he still didn’t forget to answer her question.

"The reason I didn’t tell Regina Shaw about us is that I felt my private life was none of her business. But your concern is valid. How about this: I’ll find some time in the next few days to ask her out, and you can come too. We’ll explain everything to her then."

After Mason Lawson finished, Eve Vaughn was touched that he would consider her feelings.

Because if they didn’t clarify their relationship with Regina Shaw, she would still feel like she and Mason were sneaking around, that their relationship was improper.

At that moment, Eve Vaughn was like a child who’d been given candy. She smiled so happily that her pearly white teeth showed. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Mason Lawson’s gaze gradually grew hot again, as if hiding two clusters of dancing, burning embers. He couldn’t help but say, "Evie, you’re so beautiful."

Those few simple words made the flush spread even more noticeably across Eve Vaughn’s entire body.

In the time they’d been together, it felt as if Mason Lawson had transformed her from a girl into a woman. She had gradually learned to let go in front of him, no longer feeling ashamed of the pleasures of their lovemaking.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and offered herself to him. The man’s breathing immediately deepened, his muscles tensing.

The next second, he grabbed her by the waist and turned the tables, his strength immense as he fiercely ravished the girl who was grinding against him like a little siren.

Eve Vaughn’s body trembled and went limp, seemingly unable to bear it.

...

By the time they finished, it was already evening, and the sky had grown dark.

Eve Vaughn lay against the man’s chest, the afterglow of passion still lingering as she panted heavily.

Mason Lawson’s calloused fingertips traced idly over her waist, his breathing also deep and heavy.

After all, the young woman had probably seen him with Regina Shaw and gotten fired up. She was like a different person, taking the initiative several times and making him lose all control, to the point where he wanted to devour her whole.

Thinking of this, Mason Lawson let out a soft chuckle.

Hearing his teasing laugh, Eve Vaughn immediately grew flustered and indignant, demanding, "What are you laughing at?"

Mason Lawson caressed her full, moist lips, his gaze falling on the marks his fierce loving had left on her body. He said, still not quite sated, "I was just thinking, maybe I should make you jealous more often. That way, you’ll be more proactive. And then we can explore... more possibilities. What do you say?"